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The forest is located a bit south of the capital. It is vast and full of life. The trees are tall and green. If not careful, one could easily get lost for days, if not forever. It is rumored that these trees grew on the remains of an ancient battle and that the souls of those who died wander the woods. Usually if someone needs to travel beyond them, they hire someone who has been through or just go around.

A patch of grass freezes over on the side of the river oposite from the young red heads activities. Slowly Ontaros rises from the frost and stands facing away from the river. He brushes a touch of frost from his clothing and slowly walks into the woods.

With soft footsteps Ontaros walks through the woodland, his head tipped back a little and his hands in his pockets in a very carefree aditude. With a deep breath followed by a heavy sigh, he stretches before taking off at a jog, heading futher into the woods.

Mid-stride, he takes the foot long silver rod from his belt and vaults some of the smaller brush and lands in an area that is more open than the rest of the wooded area. No sooner than he had landed the rod grows into the shape of a spear, with a very defined point to it. With a few thrusts and a quick spin of the weapon, the head of it becomes an elongated axe head, turning the weapon into a halbert. A few slashes and a jump kick later, the rod has now become a great sword. He continues for a little bit longer before he stops for a small rest. He seems to be thinking of something. Perhaps what next to train with.

Once spoken to, Ontaros spins around, his weapon returning to it's mundane natural form. His silver eyes looked into hers with a moments hesitation to respond. In that moment though his posture relaxed and his face lightened a little. "I've been training with this particular item for many many years. Thankfully I've rarely had to use it." He looks over the young lady and smiles softy, the same gentleness pressent in his eyes. "Is there something I may help you with or did you come out of hiding just to simply inquire that?"

Watching the young lady's reaction only made his smile stronger. Once she had introduced herself, he felt it only right that he volunteer his name. Holding out a hand to her he speaks "It's a pleasure to meet you Kalm, I am Ontaros." His head nods softly when he mentions his name, making the charms in his hair sway.

He looks thoughtful a moment before replying. "It's simply a side effect if you will of my method of teleporting. Thats all." Smiing he demonstrates what he means. Suddenly Ontaros is nothing more than a fog cloud and the grass beneath where his feet were, freezes over. A few seconds go by and another patch of grass freezes over and he rises out of it like before.

Ontaros replies after a moment of thought. "I doubt that you'd be able to perform that particular trick. Due to my lineage I am able to survive using the same spell to perform that technique." With what looks to be simply a deep breath he shakes his head. "And from what I can tell, you wouldnt survive the trip." The rod in his hands turns into a long bladed dagger, which he tosses into the air and catches a few times before turning around and throwing it, sticking it firmly into the trunk of an older tree. "As for my combat skills.... and my knowledge of the world in general, I may be able to.... but not without you volunteering one peice of information. What will you do with the tools I would give?"

Ontaros keeps a sincere face as he listens and smiles once she's finally said what it is she wants. "Angel Gaurdians huh? Would you mind sharing with me who or what this group is about? I'm not terribly familiar with them." He listens intently, knowing of them just wanting to know what precisely she knows about them before he fully makes his decision.